The door of the Einstar family was slowly opened by Baird from the inside, but the person outside the door was not the EOD visitor as Herman or Eugene thought.
It was a man with a little stubble on his face, a dramatic smile, a pair of blue eyes and a thin face, and fleshy earlobes on both sides.
The strange thing was that his face was painted white, with a circle of red around his lips.
He was dressed in the flamboyant Renaissance costume that now looked like a Shakespearean clown.
"Hello, I guess you are Mr. Baird.
It’s our first meeting, so this is just a small gift. It’s not much of a compliment. Please bear with me in the future.”
The man in front of the door supported his body on his toes and did a ballet-like spinning movement. Then he raised his hind feet, leaned forward, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.
He had a piece of cloth in his mouth, and there seemed to be some patterns on the cloth.
When Baird saw it, he hesitated at first, then was shocked.
He stretched out his white-gloved hand, caught the piece of cloth cut into a square, and looked solemnly at the man in front of him who was spinning around in circles with a grin on his face.
"This is the armband of the Prime Minister's family. Where did you get it from?!"
Baird lowered his voice, suppressed his anger, and approached the man of unknown origin and asked.
The funny-looking man showed a weird smile on his face. He stopped his ridiculous rotation and, with a slight bounce, flipped behind Baird.
The sudden intruder attracted everyone's attention, and everything had a strange feeling since his appearance.
The man seemed to be deliberately showing off his flexibility and ability, just like a male peacock in mating season trying hard to display his tail feathers.
He stood firmly in front of Herman and stretched his right hand from his left chest to the sky.
“Hayden the Clown brings praise to the Silver Spoon family for the Archmage.
Please take care of me in the future."①
After hearing this, Hermann and Eugene looked at each other in embarrassment, with disbelief in their eyes. They did not expect that the Great Wizard and others would be so persistent, staring at their family like wronged ghosts.
"Mr. Hayden, please note that I never said we needed a clown in our family."
Hermann said loudly.
"No, no, no, you need one, so let Hayden perform a confident juggling show for everyone to make everyone happy, okay?"
As he spoke, he picked up a few oranges from the table.
The orange flew skillfully in Haydn's hands, and at the same time, many small blades were shaken out from his sleeves, which contained no one knew how many things, and were clamped between his fingers.
Little Albert was stunned by such a dazzling performance, but Hermann and Eugene were unhappy.
Ever since Hayden climbed through the door, he has been indulging in what he calls juggling.
Hayden chuckled and threw an orange to little Albert in Veronica's arms. The orange began to disintegrate in the air, and a neat orange peel fell to the ground. In little Albert's hand was the orange flesh without even a trace of white veins.
Little Albert unconsciously picked up the orange flesh in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He took a bite and the juice in his mouth splashed onto Hermann's face, which looked indifferent.
Herman wiped it, then understood what the man meant.
The fact that he could peel an orange easily meant that he could deal with the Einstar family when they were defenseless.
This is a dangerous juggling act, but it is actually a real threat.
After he finished this exaggerated performance, he turned around and looked at the EOD people setting up stalls outside the door and grinned.
The EOD leader who was setting up a stall outside the door following orders felt a chill in his heart when he saw this scene through the wide open door.
“Thank you for the enthusiastic applause from the audience, which is the best support for Hayden’s clown career!
Hayden was grateful and agreed... "
Hayden the Clown sang a strange tune and drew out long, ugly notes.
Even though no one in the room was applauding, Hayden continued with his exaggerated performance.
From this point of view, he is a weirdo, a self-centered weirdo, and even a weirdo who puts the clown career above everything else.
He opened his mouth and revealed a smile as bright as the sun, but Herman felt only coldness in his heart.
"Mr. Hayden, it looks like you're staying?"
Hermann replied coldly.
“Mr. Herman, the poor clown is homeless.
Please take Hayden in.
Hayden will do his best to make everyone happy."
After hearing this, Hayden immediately put on a pitiful look. If he hadn't been grinning just a second ago, people might have been fooled.
Baird and Veronica looked at each other. Both of them could see that Hayden, who suddenly claimed that he wanted to stay permanently, might be a dangerous person who was extremely difficult to control.
The two of them were silent at this time, just trying to find a way to get him out without being exposed.
When it comes to happiness, Veronica immediately said,
"Recently, a group of EOD people have been setting up stalls nearby. The strong fishy smell makes our master a little uncomfortable. Mr. Hayden, since you want to contribute to our Einstar family, why don't you try to relieve my master's worries?"
"Good advice, if you want to stay, you should at least make some contribution to our family, right
Just peeling a few oranges is not a reason for me to let you stay."
Eugene noticed the reminder in Veronica's words, nodded gratefully to her, and immediately expressed his opinion.
"Hahahahaha! This is the funniest joke Hayden the Clown has ever heard! Hahahahaha!"
Hayden laughed exaggeratedly, even to the point of being unable to straighten his back, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
His laughter suddenly stopped and his face turned serious.
"Can you despise the majesty of the Grand Master?"
At this time, Kirk, who had just returned from a music exchange meeting, got off the carriage and happened to see the tense scene in the living room.
She frowned her pretty eyebrows; the sudden accident ruined her good mood.
"Can you defy the majesty of the Silver Spoon?"
After Kirk heard the great wizard, he remembered everything Hermann had told him on the way back to Munich from Milan.
She lifted the hem of her long skirt, wore a pair of high heels, and questioned with great dignity.
At that moment, both Herman and Eugene had to admire Kirk's courage.
After hearing this, Hayden the Clown seemed to be in confused thought. He stretched out his hands and scratched himself here and there.
The already messy hair was forced into a straw mat.
"Ahaha, Hayden gets it la la la la!"
A cold light flew out from the clown Hayden's fingertips and flew straight towards Veronica's neck.
"Hayden wants to protect the Silver Spoon, but that doesn't mean he has to protect the servant who serves the Silver Spoon~"
That was a blade that Hayden had hidden in his sleeve, and Baird behind Hayden had no time to react and could only shout,
"careful!"
After Veronica came to her senses, her first reaction was to protect little Albert in her arms.
She lunged to the left, and the cold light of the blade had already cut her face before she hit the ground.
Veronica supported herself with her elbows when she fell to the ground, and landed on her back, so that the little one in her arms didn't get hurt.
Blood oozed from that delicate, almost perfect face. If she hadn't dodged quickly, the blade would have pierced her eyes and then entered her brain.
Veronica looked at the blade deeply embedded in the marble pillar with lingering fear, and realized that Hayden was not only a neurotic and a clown, but also a killer with superb fighting skills.
Veronica sat up, leaned against the edge of the stone pillar, and gently patted the back of the frightened little Albert.
"Be good, it's okay."
She said softly, as if she was not hurt at all.
The blood dripping from Veronica's face fell on little Albert's face. The stunned little Albert stretched out his trembling little hand and touched Veronica's ruined face.
Little Albert's hands were covered with wet, bright red blood.
With his dazed eyes, he only saw that his beloved Kaka was injured, so in an instant, grievance, discomfort, dissatisfaction, and even anger filled little Albert's head.
“Wooooooaaaah!”
The crying of a young child began to sound, breaking the silence that had been caused by the sudden attack of the clown Hayden.
Little Einstar cried at the top of his lungs, as sad as if his favorite toy had been taken away.
Although the sound is not loud, it is crisp enough.
A mysterious force descended, and all the glass objects in the house began to vibrate.
The lit candles went out one after another, and cracks began to appear on the glass objects due to the vibration, and they shattered into pieces.
People on the street could only hear the continuous sound of shattering coming from the mansion.
The eyes of the fish placed on the EOD fish beach all bulged out, and then burst with a gentle puff.
"Damn it!"
The person in charge cursed inwardly and ran away without saying a word.
There is a pile of fish left in the sun, which will soon attract the attention of flies and rats.
The Einstar family, who were nearby, were not affected at all, but the clown Hayden was uneasy, confused and terrified.
He curled up and began to tremble like glass.
"Ah. Hayden is wrong. Wrong. Wrong."
Inexplicable bulges began to appear on his body, like small bubbles hidden under the skin. With a popping sound, Hayden's skin exploded and blood flowed out of the wounds uncontrollably.
But the scene of blood and flesh flying as people imagined did not appear, because at this time the brooch on Hayden's chest flashed with white light, protecting him from fatal effects.
He had lost his arrogant courage, and he finally realized that the majesty of the Silver Spoon was inviolable.
Seeing this, Baird grabbed Hayden and threw him out the door.
The Einstar family looked at Hayden coldly. Hermann said to the embarrassed Hayden,
"Go back and tell the Archmage that we don't welcome him to disturb our lives."
"Yes, yes, hiss..."
Hayden replied timidly.
He endured the pain and ran away from the alley without looking back.
After Baird closed the door, he immediately took out the handkerchief beside him and handed it to Veronica.
"Stop the bleeding first. I'll get the tools for disinfection and bandaging."
Baird spoke very quickly and lowered his voice.
"I'm sorry, I didn't react fast enough."
Veronica shook her head and covered the wound on her face with a handkerchief.
Seeing this, Kirk took the still crying little Albert from Veronica's arms, looked at Veronica with some heartache and said,
"Thank you."
“This is what I should do.”
Veronica picked up the wine glass on the table, took a big gulp to suppress the pain on her face, and answered with a pale face.
"Baird, what's going on?"
Hermann asked anxiously.
"No stitches are needed, thank goodness. The wound isn't too deep, otherwise it would have been troublesome if it had injured the facial muscles."
Baird answered truthfully.
He took out alcohol, cotton swabs and other tools and began to prepare for disinfection.
Eugene, Herman and Kirk looked at each other, and Eugene said something awkwardly, something Veronica didn't expect.
“Veronica, thank you for your dedication to the Einstar family, but I think, for your safety, your service ends here
It's not because you're injured, but because... we really care about you.
Before we knew it, we had already considered you as our family.
Stay with us, and you may encounter more dangers."
Veronica could feel the sincerity in the words, the honesty in the eyes, and the caring hugs.
Veronica bit her lip lightly, and as Baird, who had brought the first aid kit, applied disinfectant alcohol to the wound, she made a decision in her heart.
“I, Veronica, was ordered by the Mysterious Investigation Bureau to infiltrate the Einstar family for protection.
This is my mission, and I love little guys."
After Veronica finished speaking, she remained silent and let Baird treat her wounds.
"Confused."
Baird scolded softly.
Veronica closed her eyes and ignored him, but one could tell from the way her hands were tightly grasping the hem of her skirt that she was just pretending to be calm.
The Einstar family looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Baird sighed.
"Master, I have known this for a long time."
Eugene immediately asked in surprise after hearing this.
"How do you know that?"
"Baird works for the Prime Minister. His code name is Dusk."
Baird put a piece of gauze on Veronica's wound, stopped, turned around and bowed apologetically to Eugene.
Eugene smiled bitterly, sat on the sofa without saying a word, picked up the glass and drank.
Hermann was smoking his pipe quietly. At this moment, their mood was as messy as the living room.
Only Kirk broke the silence. She sighed, picked up the crying little Albert, and handed him to Veronica's arms.
“You like the little guy, and the little guy likes you.
That’s enough.”
Veronica held the soft and chubby little Albert in her arms and smiled brightly.
"Let me introduce myself again. I'm Veronica, a poison maker who's good at making poisons."